True or False

OK, some of you don’t care for this type of thing. 🙂 That’s OK. You don’t have to read it. But I’m a sucker for these little get-to-know-you-games. Ask the women in my church ladies’ circle. I made them play these goofy mixer games at every meeting for a whole year. (And I got some good dirt on most of them. 🙂 ) So, if you’re interested, read on. If not, don’t

I’m short: True
I have many scars: False
I tan easily: False
I burn easily: True
I wish my hair was a different color: Sometimes True
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color: False
I wear glasses or contacts: True
I have 5 or more piercings: False
I have/had piercings in places besides my ears: False
I have freckles: True

I’m in one right now: True
I miss someone right now: True (but not in that way)
I love/like someone right now: True
I’ve gotten divorced: False
I’ve had a crush on a teacher: True
I’ve hugged a stranger: True

Embarrassment and Health:
I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried: True
I’ve glued my hand to something: False
I’ve laughed till some beverage came out of my nose: True
I’ve had my pants rip/drop in public: True (though not pants, it was a skirt in church)
I was born with a disease/impairment: False
I’ve sat in a doctor’s office with a friend: False (though I have had friends sit with me)
I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed: True
I’ve had a serious surgery: False for a few more weeks
I’ve had chicken pox: True (twice)
I have an embarrassing nickname: True

I’ve gotten lost in a city: True (I’ve gotten lost almost anywhere there is get lost)
I’ve seen a shooting star: True
I’ve wished on a shooting star: False
I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas: True
I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator: True
I’ve been to a casino: False
I’ve been skydiving: False
I’ve played spin the bottle: False
I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour: False
I’ve been in a car crash: False
I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue: True
I’ve sat on a roof top at night: True
I’ve played chicken: False
I’ve played a prank on someone: True
I’ve ridden in a taxi: True
I’ve seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show: False
I’ve eaten Sushi: False

More Random:
I watch the news: True
I curse regularly: False
I sing in the shower: False
I’m a morning person: False
I am a sports fanatic: False
I know how to shoot a gun: False
I am really ticklish: True

This is the end of this post: True



Filed under Family, friends, fun, thoughts

7 responses to “True or False

  1. 🙂 Nice to know ya myderbe. But, I must say, I’m rather disappointed to find out you don’t sing in the shower. I will also remember the prank thing….hmmmm

  2. *smile*the drinking a whole gallon of milk in an hour….done that…don’t try this at home!!!!! =)

    this was fun & interesting 😉

  3. javadawn, I usually pray in the shower because that may be the only time I have alone during the day. Other times, I’m showering so quickly because I am concerned about what my boys may be doing (eating straight from the sugar canister, finding the watercolors hidden in the closet, dumping sprinkles all over the kitchen floor, cutting someone’s hair, etc), that I don’t have time to consider singing. 🙂

    daproffessor, ewwwwww . . . a whole gallon of milk in an hour. ick! unless, of course, it’s chocolate milk . . mmmmm. 🙂

  4. I’m a sucker for these things too… fact, I think I’m going to have to copy and paste and do it on my blog as well. 🙂

    If milk wasn’t so expensive, I’d try and drink a whole gallon of milk in an hour. 😉

  5. Tammy

    And the nickname is……….?

  6. ha ha ha . . . wouldn’t you like to know. 🙂 hee hee

  7. Patrick

    I know! I know! But I’ll never tell unless my wife wants me to tell. 🙂

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